“A certain dervish tells a dream in the night-talking. “I saw the sheikhs who are connected to Khidr. I asked them where I might get some daily food without being bothered about earning it, so I could continue my devotions uninterrupted. ‘Come to the mountains and eat wild fruit. Our benedictions have made its bitterness sweet. That way your days will be free. ‘I did as they said, and from the fruit came a gift of speech that made my words exciting and spiritually transporting, valuable to many. “This is dangerous,’ I thought. ‘Lord of the world, give me another, more hidden gift.’ I escaped. The beautiful speech left, and a joy came that I have never known. I burst open like a pomegranate. ‘If heaven is nothing but this feeling, I have no further wish.”